She laughed, she really looked good.

There are so many beauties, but only she is the real one who can take away the soul with a smile.

He looked at her like this, and gradually became foolish.

In the next life, he will treat her better and better ...

The emperor raised his glass and slowly drank the wine in the glass.

The spicy wine went into the lungs, and he could not breathe even when he was burning, but he felt sweet in his heart.

"Junjun." He still wanted to speak, but she reached out and put her finger to his lips, interrupting his words.

"Your Majesty, in this life, Junjun really really likes you." Her fingers slowly traced his eyebrows along his lips, and the tenderness between the eyebrows and gentle sunlight wrapped him, making him happy physically and mentally: To meet such a majesty. "

She sighed lowly, and said, "Your Majesty, Junjun doesn't want to die now, he doesn't want to die like this."

The emperor's eyes shone.

With a loose hand, the glass fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.

But his dark guard, exclusive to the emperor, did not appear.

He already knew that she might not drink that glass of wine, so she buried her second move.

What he didn't expect was that although she drank, her drink was replaced by her.

The foolproof second move actually fell off the chain at this critical moment.

Yange bowed his head and kissed the emperor's lips: "Your Majesty, your royal dark guards, they all listen to my orders now."

"I changed this wine to a wine that is good for your body."

"I don't want to die like this, but I like you too, and I hope you can live with me."

"Your Majesty, don't give up on yourself. We have the best doctors. You will be all right and you will be fine."

Her voice was soft, as if there was honey on the tip of her tongue, and the words she spoke made people drunk.

For a moment he was really moved.

But in his heart he knew very well that the woman's slyness and treacherousness, the woman's ruthlessness and heartlessness.

Maybe she liked it so much that she never had any trace in her heart.

He reached out and squeezed her wrist tightly.

He really wanted to jump on her and choke her immediately.

But, after all, the energy is gone.

Simply kiss her on the lips.

With the last bit of strength, bit her lip.

The blood smell spread in his mouth, he thought she would struggle, but she reached out and put his hand on his back, holding him so that he could bite her easier.

This woman, this woman!

The little bit in his heart grew more and more uncomfortable.

He let out, and wanted to ask her if she really liked him.

However, I find this question ridiculous.

All are acting on the scene, he is not willing, but it is "a little inferior"!

"Junjun!" He looked at her, his eyes gradually dwindling, his voice gradually lowered: "I really like you so much."

Really, I really want to hang up with her.

She took ninety-nine steps with him. Why did this last step stop?

How can he be willing and not hate.

Feeling that the person in his arms gradually lost his breath, Yan Ge slowly put him on the bed.

She stepped back, staring at the skeletal man lying on the bed, who was afflicted with pain.

Just as thin as this, he was still lying there like a jade.

what a shame!